Listen to Outta Control by 50 Cent

Outta Control

50 Cent

Hip-Hop/Rap

Music Video

50 Cent - Outta Control ft. Mobb Deep
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
50 Cent
50 Cent
Vocals
Mike Elizondo
Mike Elizondo
Keyboards
Lionel "LJ" Holoman
Lionel "LJ" Holoman
Keyboards
Che Vicious
Che Vicious
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andre Romell Young
Andre Romell Young
Songwriter
Chris Pope
Chris Pope
Songwriter
Steven Standard
Steven Standard
Songwriter
Curtis James Jackson
Curtis James Jackson
Songwriter
Mike Elizondo
Mike Elizondo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dr. Dre
Dr. Dre
Producer
Mauricio "Veto" Iragorri
Mauricio "Veto" Iragorri
Recording Engineer
Steve Daniel Baughman
Steve Daniel Baughman
Recording Engineer
Rouble Kapoor
Rouble Kapoor
Assistant Recording Engineer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah Shady Aftermath I guess you didn't know I'd be back for more Everybody's on the floor Goin', goin' outta control Set it off from your left dawg Set it off from your right dawg Set it off, nigga I said set if off (Set, set, set if off) Sick with it boy, better get with it, what? In the club, I get it goin', goin', uh Just move it to the music it's on To the sound of 50 and D-R-E Everything's calculated and sound precise Another move another mill', let's get right, aight? Success is my drug of choice, I'm high off life Feelin' lucky enough to bet it all on the dice Shorty do what you wanna do Hit the dance floor, move how you wanna move Later on, we can cruise if you wanna cruise It's whatever you want, the fact is, I got more than I flaunt (Yeah) I do my thang, in the club Every chance I get, I tear it up Dancefloor, jam-packed, look I got 'em goin', goin' outta control Set it off from your left dawg Set if off from your right dawg Set it off, nigga, I said set it off (Set, set, set if off) System thumpin', dance floor jumpin' We 30 deep in this bitch, we stuntin' That's what you get, you in my hood I thought you understood You know me, V.I.P., no ID Bottles of DP, I do it real BIG Bitches break their necks to be where I be Take 'em to ecstacy without ecstacy I'm the chef, you need a hit, I got the recipe Doc got the antidote, it's in the drums and the notes Can you feel it? Em said for me to make you feel it And remind you that you rockin' with the realest I do my thang, in the club Every chance I get, I tear it up Dancefloor, jam-packed, look I got 'em goin', goin' outta control Set it off from your left dawg Set it off from your right dawg Set it off, nigga, I said set it off (Set, set, set if off) I'm hot boy, I'm burnin' up I do my thang in the club with the burner tucked 'Til the speakers all blown, we gon' turn it up And do that damn thang, yeah, do that mayne Shorty, hit me high, then hit me low Get to poppin' and shakin' that thang on the floor A little dose of it, now I want some more Nobody put that thang on me like that before I be a fiend for it, it's the way you move But I ain't payin' for it, 'cause I ain't no fool If you okay with it, tonight I'll stay with it Hit the telly, play wit it, in a major way get it I do my thang, in the club Every chance I get, I tear it up Dancefloor, jam-packed, look I got 'em goin', goin' outta control Set if off from your left dawg Set it off from your right dawg Set it off, nigga, I said set it off (Set, set, set if off)
Writer(s): Andre Young, Curtis Jackson, Michael Elizondo, Che Pope, Steven Wayne Standard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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